Sid: We're gonna stop this thing, bada-bing, bada-boom. Er... Forget I said "boom."
Sara: Dead? Is that what you told everyone? You poor heartbroken widower. That story must have wet the eyes of many young lasses. Maybe more than their eyes.
Sean Briar: You ran. Innocent people don't run.
Michael Mason: Have you seen yourself? You'd run, too.
Paul: A man can only take so much.
James Payton: Now, you guys think it's gang-related. I say that's bullshit.
Maya: Because you're an expert on local gangs?
James Payton: No, I'm an expert on bullshit.
Grimroth: To be a hero, you don't have to do big things... just the right ones.
Medivh: I'm sorry old friend. Seems I have let the Orcs into this world. The Fel... just twisted me, I... don't even know what else I may have done. I just... don't remember. Everything I thought to protect I have... destroyed. I can't control the Fel... no-one can.
Dan Frost: Them Bishop boys are coming for you? You don't need a gunslinger. You need a goddamn regiment.
Marianne Beausejour: I'm very good at pretending, Max.
Sheriff Rick: You be careful, son.
Tripp: Rick. I'm sorry I said all those terrible things about you,.
Sheriff Rick: Wait. What?
Leandra Florez: At the end of the day, people are out for themselves.